Thursday, 16 January 2014

New Year, New Poem...



Increasing slightly - January light -
A herald of the new and waxing year.
The temperatures -unseasonable height -
With Sun and Rain relieving murky drear.
We humans need some burning to be near.
So, in the Garden, leaves are cleared away
And trees await a freeze by light of day.

                                             Keith Pettitt.


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